Hands

Sweatshirt sliding over palms
only fingers poking out
fingers long from piano octaves
tips rough with guitar notes
nails short and bitten
after years of nervous moments
moments of us and scary movies
hands touching in the popcorn bucket
clenched fists during suspense
covering eyes at the climax
grass between my fingers as you
show me how to do a cartwheel
for the very first time
ice cream cones melting, dripping
strawberry on my fingers
chocolate covering yours
fingers moving paint slowly in circles
not the brush you use now
moving, confident in the strokes
the same confidence as you
hold down strings
i press down keys
and together we make music
teacher says to never watch
my hands play notes
but hands bring back memories
and memories make my music